[Kitarun]

Just as Jei was losing himself to his thoughts, he heard something or someone approaching, just a little ways away. While curious, he was a little wary- there were those in the house who did not like him, particularly because a pathetic weakling such as himself had survived the fire, yet his father and brother had perished. He leaned down, and picked up a couple larger pieces of stone which had fallen from the wall at one time or another. He stayed sprawled across the bench, enjoying what little warmth the sunlight provided this early in the morning, while still keeping himself alert, ready to defend himself should the nearby presence be an unfriendly one.